The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1887-11-26

and flowing fountains that no soldier
could ask for more beautiful place
in which to rest and sleep away the
tide of years.
AS we ascend the angular drives.
which are laid out with geometrical
exactness, we notice the historic
cannon which have belched forth
death and destruction in years gone
by, planted at every turn. We now
ascend to the highest point in the
cemetery, Top View" as it is called
and take look at the surrounding
country. As we face toward the city,
Just off to our left is a beautiful
magnolia grove in the centre of
which is the catafalque where the last
site was performed for the soldier.
On turning to the west Centennial
lake and the majestic Mississippi are
presented to view, while a vast coun-
try covered with forests, stretch away
to the horizon. We turn to the east
and beautiful woodland obstruets
our view. but we go on in our i'm
agination to the battle grounds of
Shilo and Pittsburg Landing We
turn to the south and there just be-
fore us is historic hill, mutilated
and gashed by the ravages of war
Just beyond is the city cemetery and
many graves of the Confederate
soldiers. We look at our feet and all
around us in tiers and rows are the
head and fort stones which mark the
resting place of 1900 strong. We
stand for a moment and reflect upon
the scene. When we contemplate the
many pangs of sorrow and grief, and
the hardships and suffering that each
grave represents, we cannot help, but
feel sad and drop tear in honor of
the brave men who wore the blue
and fought for our glorious Union.
In the other cemetery, the graves
of the Confederate soldiers those
who wore the gray, all represent sor-
row and grief, hardship and suffer
ing and they, too, were brave, honest
men, loyal to their homes and people,
and died for their convictions. It's
enough to say they were defeated
and for them we feel sad and drop
tear for they are our own kindred
and our own people.
The days of war are over, thank
Heaven and the North and the
South have learned to forgive and
forget. We are now one nation, one
people with a brotherly feeling for
all-love and tears for the Blue; tears
and love for the Gray.
"By the flow of the inland river,
Whence the fleets of iron have fled,
Where the blades of the grave-grass
quiver,
Asleep are the ranks of the dead;
Under the sod and the dew, 1000.
Waiting the judgment day;
Under the one the Blue;
Under the other the Gray.
'These, in the robings OF glory,
Those, in the gloom of defeat;
All with the battle blood CORY,
In the dusk of eternity meet;
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day.
Under the laurel, the Blue; 20
Under the willow, the Gray.
"From the silence OF sorrowful hours
The desolate mourners go,
Lovingly laden with flowers
Alike for the friend and the foe
Under the sod and the dew,
L Waiting tho iudvluant dav.
Under the roses, the Blue;
Under the lilies, the Gray.
$50, with an equal splendor,
The morning sun-rays fall,
With touch impartially tender,
On the blossoms blooming for all
| Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
| Broidered with gold, the Blue;
Mellowed with gold, the Gray.
O So, when the summer calleth,
On forest and field OF grain,
With an equal murmur falleth,
The cooling drip of the rain
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
Wet with the rain, the Blue;
Wet with the rain, the Gray.
"Sadly. but not with.upbraiding
The generous deed was done;
In the storm Of the years that are fading
No drawer battle was won;
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
| Under the blossoms, the Blue;
Under the garlands, the Gray.
mo more shall the war-cry sever,
Or the winding rivers be red;
They Danish our anger forever, [dead.
When they laurel the graves Of our
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
Love and tears for the Blue;
Love and tears for the Gray"
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